"Huh?"

"Serra?" Eric's voice was right outside the car window, with doubt and danger.

As soon as Serra wondered why he had suddenly taken the initiative, his heart contracted violently at the familiar sound.

Ross Hill looked out the car window over Serra's face and whispered, "It seems to be your friend." ”

His palm stroked the girl's slender back again and again in front of Eric, and his languid voice was low and provocative.

"Looks like a friend of mine." Sierra clutched the white village shirt on his chest, his eyes drooping in confusion.

"I heard that he hangs the feelings of two nobles." Ross Hill lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her lips.

It turned out that he had heard those messages a long time ago.

Eric stood by the car, enduring the vinegar vat that he had overturned inside, "Serra, get out of the car." ”

"I don't believe in those deceptive nonsense." She raised her pointed chin, her voice was sweet, and she looked at Rose Hill's eyes seductively, as if asking him You don't know why I don't believe it? It's not because I like you.

"Mr. Eric, what are you doing at the front door?" The servants came up to stop him from getting too close to the car.

As he turned back to explain, Serra pressed Roshill's chest and quickly kissed him on the lips, a triumphant smile in his eyes, "Okay sir, you're going to have to let me go back and talk to my friend." ”

She broke her hand on her waist, moved to the other side, opened the car door and got out of the car.

Ross Hill, who was leaning in the car, pursed his lips.

After kissing, he walked towards another man, and this scene was inexplicably obscure.

"Let's go."

Serra, who was not in particularly good shape, had just asked the servants to retreat when he was caught by Eric's wrist, and he almost forgot his identity and boundaries at this moment, his eyes full of worry.

"You went out with him?" He looked at her a little angrily, "Are you hurt?" Why is your face so pale? ”

Glancing at the car that was already far away, most of the heart that Serra was carrying was put back in her stomach, and she shook her head, "I had a fever in the morning, and the Duke took me to the hospital. ”

"Sick?" Eric was suddenly worried, "I haven't seen you for a while, and you're sick." ”

Nothing was right with this conversation to the servant's ears.

"I took the medicine and rested for a few days." Serra also let him pull his wrist, and only asked weakly, "Why did you come here at this time?"

The two protagonists almost scare her out of a heart attack when they come together, but luckily she still has a layer of window paper with Eric at the moment, otherwise she would have been in trouble.

Remembering the scene he had just seen, Eric was distraught, "Master Lizzie and I have something to say, I came this morning, but there are a lot of things to prepare for the opening of the store, and I am late." ”

He was supposed to be waiting at the back door to enter the house, but as soon as he smelled the vampire mixing with her, he couldn't help but walk to the front door.

After a little thought, Serra understood, and she frowned and said, "Daddy must be trying to fire you because of the rumors on the street." ”

"I caused you to lose your job." She was apologetic.

"Work?" Eric softened her worries about herself, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of running out of things." ”

"Dad is your tribe's biggest employer, and you're going to lose a lot." Sierra was still a little unhappy.

"Serra." Eric leaned down and made eye contact with her: "It's easy to make money, and it's not your fault either." ”

Serra's eyes were visibly suspicious, they were so poor.

Eric, who read her thoughts, said, "We just don't want to be like Ross Hill. ”

There are high-profile and bloody vampires, and there are ordinary little werewolves, and Serra, of course, understands that these are completely two extremes of non-human life.

"Miss, the master is still waiting in the reception room." The servant reminded loudly.

"Let's go in together." Eric let go of her wrist and took two steps before pausing to wait for her to follow.

"I know it might not be useful to say that, but can I..."

His deep eyes stayed on the girl's slender back and waist, and there was obvious disgust in his tone, "Can you not let him touch you?" ”

"Huh?" Serra feigned surprise, "You saw it all." ”

Eric nodded obscurely, "Don't let him hold you, it's not safe." ”

The last three words are completely superfluous words used to decorate the front.

Serra stopped as she stepped through the door, and she took Eric's hand, and the servant led the way, not yet aware of the small movements of the two.

She whispered to him, "You are the only partner I have to deliver my true heart, and I have always believed in you." ”

Eric lowered his head and couldn't help but ask, "That suck... What about the Duke? ”

"Mr. Ross Hill? I believe in him too. Serra smiled and said, "As for what you said about not being safe, he can help me rescue a batch of female slaves today, I don't know how to thank him, do you want to help me find a way?" ”

Eric, who had just taken a little excitement, suddenly fell back to the bottom, "So we're the same." ”

"It's different, there's only one friend, and he's not even a friend."

She defines her relationship with Rosehill as a lover she can't get, and she really doesn't even count as a friend, so there's nothing wrong with saying that.

Serra's heart was at ease, and the corners of Eric's heart collapsed when he heard it, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth because he felt that he had an extraordinary position in her heart, "You don't have to thank him, his money has been piled up for hundreds of years, and the little you spend is nothing." ”

"Hundreds of years?" Serra's transparent brown eyes looked puzzled.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Eric quickly remedied, "Family business, hundreds of years. ”

"Oh, I see." Serra nodded, so how old did that old-fashioned vampire really live? A little curious.

Annahi, who hadn't been out for a day, looked at the two with slightly swollen walnut eyes, "I persuaded my dad for a day, but he still didn't want to let go, I'm sorry Eric." ”

She felt like she had been crying all day over his unemployment.

Eric didn't change his mood and said hello to her in a vague way.

"I'm here to tell Master Lizzie that you need to find a new hunter starting tomorrow."

Lizzie originally put a bunch of words into his mouth to persuade this young man who had an affair with both of his daughters, but when he heard him resign so neatly, he didn't react for a while.

"It wasn't my intention, I mean, but your actions have caused trouble for me and my family."

"I'll set this straight." Eric stood on the edge of the expensive patterned sofa and did not sit down, his thick shoulders were very straight, and his voice in the voice change period also faintly revealed the stability of a mature man, "I don't like Miss Annahi, and I don't have anything to do with her on the street." ”

Serra raised her eyebrows slightly, and Annahi on the sofa was not overly surprised, despite her bad face.

It wasn't a surprise to her that the bottom-out affection value allowed Eric to do this.